An Apple A Day(Trixya)

Sad With The Truth?

*two weeks later*

Trixie walked through the halls to her class. It felt weird to be back at work but Trixie got tired of staring at the same four walls in her home. Trixie turned on the lights in her class and took a deep breathe before writing the day's lesson on the board. She was half way through the last problem when she heard something that made her heart sink. "I've had a lot of fun Mrs. Chachki." It was Katya's voice and she was speaking to Violet.

"Are you going to come over again tonight? My husband is going to be working very late again so we won't have to be so quiet this time. I know how much you hate that."

"Hmm, I was supposed to be working on a project with Crystal and Gigi."

"Okay baby, well my offer still stands. You know, you can come right on over, no phone call needed."

"Thank you Mrs. Chachki." Violet placed a kiss on Katya's lips and turned around, walking to her class. Katya sighed and opened the door to Trixie's class, walking inside without even looking at Trixie. Katya pulled out a compact mirror and a red lipstick, reapplying it. Trixie felt an awkward tension, a tension so strong that you could cut it with a knife. After a few more minutes, the class had started to fill up. Trixie started the lesson but found it hard to focus so she decided to cut her lecture short, and gave the students the first half of their lesson. Crystal and Katya were in the back talking and the only thing Trixie could do was stare. She twirled her pen between her fingertips and decided to play a little game. Trixie stood up, walking to the back. She stopped at the desk in front of Katya's, bending over slightly.

"How is it going Noah?" Noah was the 18 year old star football player who didn't give a single fuck about school. But he gave all the fucks about Trixie and everyone knew it, especially Katya. Katya hated Noah with every bone, no with every cell in her body..and Trixie knew that.

"Oh hey Ms. Mattel."

"You look frustrated sweetie."

"Why do we have to do this? It's so dumb."

"It's not dumb silly, you just need some help."

"I had a tutor but he gave up. Said I was too hard to teach." Noah crossed his arms and leaned back as he looked at Trixie, paying extra attention to her ass. There was no way Trixie would fuck Noah, he was well a guy but that didn't matter. The only thing Trixie wanted to do was push Katya's buttons.

"Well, how about we spend a few hours after school this week? I can give you some extra help."

"Really?" Trixie turned her head, looking over her shoulder at Noah.

"Of course, it would be my pleasure."

"Thanks Ms. Mattel."

"It's no problem sweetie." Trixie placed her hand on Noah's shoulder and smiled before walking back to her desk.

"Noah is gonna be getting help from Ms. Mattel." Crystal leaned over and whispered to Katya as she played with her pencil.

"Yeah, I heard. He sure needs it. He is a fucking moron."

"Are you okay Katya?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Katya looked as Trixie sat on her desk at the front of the class. Was this a game to Trixie? Was she trying to make Katya jealous or did she really just not care? Trixie looked up from her book and made eye contact with Katya. Instead of looking away, both girls held their stare. It was an unspoken challenge. Katya was going to push and Trixie was going to push harder.

***

"Okay, but why are you mad Kat?"

"I'm not mad."

"You sound mad." Willam put a fry in her mouth as she watched her sister pace around the kitchen.

"I'm not."

"Hmm. Well, why do you care?"

"I don't care."

"Katya, do you know that you are such a liar?"

"What?" Katya stopped in her tracks and looked at Willam.

"You said you aren't mad and said that you don't care but you are and you do."

"Why do you say that?"

"Katya, you walked in the house, slamming doors and you even threw the flower pot, which I had to clean up. That sounds like mad to me. You literally fucked Violet, four times. Why do you care what Trixie does?"

"Because she is giving him attention just to bother me, to get back at me."

"Yeah, and you gave Violet attention to make Trixie jealous and to also numb your pain, but mostly to make Trixie jealous. Revenge turned you into a whore." Katya leaned against the counter and sighed. "You used Violet to hurt Trixie, you just didn't expect for Trixie to play the same hand as you."

"I didn't even tell Trixie so she had no way of knowing."

"Now you and I both know that is a lie. You were outside of her class with Violet, you knew damn well what you were doing. Stop playing the victim and just accept that both you and her need to stop being childish." Willam rolled her eyes and stood up from the kitchen table, grabbing her fries. "You can come talk to me when you actually open your eyes and want to talk about it, instead of lying to yourself. Your lies barely work on you, I don't know why you think they will work with me. If you are gonna be the villain then do it, don't commit the crime then try to wash your hands clean just to go back and do it again. Talk to her, and I'm not talking about Violet either." Willam walked up the stairs to her room and closed her door. Katya sat on the counter and looked out of the window. Was Katya just stuck? She knew that Willam was right but she hated it. Katya didn't want to be the bigger person. But how could she really get what she wanted if she didn't go for it. Katya's mind flashed to seeing Trixie smile at Noah after class, laughing at a stupid joke he made. Was Katya just gonna have to be sad with the truth?